Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Robinson
John Robinson
Drums
Bob Zimmiti
Bob Zimmiti
Percussion
Buzz Feiten
Buzz Feiten
Electric Guitar
Dean Parks
Dean Parks
Electric Guitar
Greg Phillinganes
Greg Phillinganes
Keyboards
Kevin Dorsey
Kevin Dorsey
Background Vocals
Michael Omartian
Michael Omartian
Piano
Michael Ruff
Michael Ruff
Background Vocals
Neil Stubenhaus
Neil Stubenhaus
Bass
William D. “Smitty” Smith
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Walter Becker
Walter Becker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Roger Nichols
Roger Nichols
Mixing Engineer
GREG PENNY
GREG PENNY
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

We will fly Way up high Where the cold wind blows Or in the sun Laughing having fun With all the people that she knows And if the situation Should keep us separated You know the world won't fall apart And you will free the beautiful bird That's caught inside your heart Can't you hear her? Oh, she cries so loud Casts her wild note Over water and cloud That's the way it's gonna be, little darlin' We'll be riding on the horses, yeah Way up in the sky, little darlin' If you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up Woo, woo, woo You will grow And until you go I'll be right there by your side And even then Whisper the wind And she will carry up your ride I hear all the people of the world In one bird's lonely cry See them trying every way they know how To make their spirit fly Can't you see him? He's down on the ground Has a broken wing Looking all around That's the way it's gonna be, little darlin' You go riding on the horses, yeah Way up in the sky, little darlin' If you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up That's the way it's gonna be, little darlin' We'll be riding on the horses, yeah Way up in the sky, little darlin' If you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up If you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up If you fall, I'll pick you up, pick you up (pick you up, pick you up) Pick you up darling if you fall Don't you worry 'bout a thing, little girl Because I was young myself not so long ago When I was young (if you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up) When I was young (if you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up) Oh, ooh when I was young (if you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up) Oh, I was a wild, wild, wild one (if you fall I'll pick you up, pick you up) Oh, ohh, woo Ohh The horse was gone
Writer(s): Rickie Lee Jones, Walter Becker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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